Liu Zheng spoke with a voice more melancholic than sadness.
The warm guy is disliked, the domineering CEO is disliked, the cold guy is still disliked, so he directly went with the Japanese self-deprecating guy. Let's see how you handle this.
"Of course, as long as it's Bill, I'll accept it no matter what he looks like."
Yumiko spoke gently.
"I believe you'll do the same, right? Bill."
She asked back.
"Of course, Yumiko."
Liu Zheng replied without hesitation.
"Thank you, Bill. Actually, I've self-studied some medical skills. I've heard that a cold is caused by external evils entering the body, and it can be cured by bloodletting to expel the evil toxins. I happen to have the tools with me, would you be willing to let me try?"
After Yumiko spoke, she took out her so-called tools from a small bag by her side.
It was a knife, an exquisite small knife.
The handle was slender and flat, with dense carvings near the blade.
